StrawberryFields
Down by the rivers edge
We carved our initials
Into the tender bark
Of a young Willow tree
In grown-up bodies
Still carrying the hearts of children
We chased each other and laughed
And then made love
On new fallen leaves
In the brooks cool water
We bathed and played
And on its bank
We explored nature
As the sun kissed our skin
We touched with no inhibitions
As innocent as the sapling now scarred
And unsophisticatedly
We drank cheap wine
And she smiled with lips
Stained crimson red
By Boones Farm
And on her tongue
I tasted Strawberry Hill
And then loved her again
On the hood of my
Chevy El Camino
And she tasted me in its bed
And I tasted her
On its diamond tucked seats
And we swam in the tall grass
And rolled in the gurgling water
And at the age of seventeen
We left our mark that day
The Willow waved
As we drove away
Scooping up with young shallow roots
A bottle cap that lay by his trunk
That he might dream
And see on the horizon
Two young lovers
Running free through
Strawberry Fields
Comments
This brings back memories, Wayne. I got totally smashed (and sick) on Strawberry Hill when I was in high school. I wasn't doing the humma humma yet, but I kissed the golf course greens with regurgitated Boones Farm that night! :-)
This is beautiful poetry Wayne. Universal bad taste in cheap wine seems a youthful hazard we all encounter, but those moments you write about are ones that last in memory.
what a memory.. very well written wayne barrett
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Thank you Sha. You made me laugh because I too remember paying dearly for one of my romps on strawberry hill. I don't know what was worse; the sickness, or facing my mom when I stumbled in the door that night.
Well some of this was awkward ; ) But still beautiful. I've missed reading your work, I have much catching up to do!!
Such a lovely write here, and does bring back a lot of memories, even the Boones Farm :)
Your words capture the very essence of young love and that time of just being carefree to love and be loved while enjoying nature all around.
Voted up +++ and sharing
(will return to share, as buttons not appearing at the moment)
Have a great weekend, Faith Reaper
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Thank you, sweety. Awkward is good. If someone wanders into your realm and decides to read your work, you should attempt to make them feel awkward; make them uncomfortable, make them shift in their seat, make them cry...laugh...or say, 'oh shit!' Just don't make them yawn.
LOL yes yawning would be bad!
LOL yes yawning would be bad!
Well, you just took me to Strawberry Hill with you and as I'm blown away moved by the sweet passion of this piece... I catch your daughter's comment and laughed... awkward... I could imagine.
Well, daddy, this one didn't make me feel awkward and I have a new appreciation for the El Camino ;-)
Cat
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I agree Ed. Just writing about those days brought a sigh of melancholy reminiscence to me. Oh, to be 17 and stupid one more time...
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Frank! Maybe you were more of a Mad Dog 20-20 guy? : )
LOL no but I remember the leaves..:) Ha...
A great piece of writing Wayne....all the passion and exuberance of youth is celebrated in this sensory treat...very nicely done:-))
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Thank you Faith. I appreciate the support!
The beautiful story of young love; mixed with a shot of teenage reality supping cheap wine. Nicely penned.
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Thanks Cat, and watch out for those El Caminos. They'll leave a diamond imprint on your rear! Lol!
I missed so much by not drinking till I was in my 40s! There was no anesthetic for teenage sweaty stuff and inept kisses. hahaha!
grin (Your account makes it seem a terrible waste, too, Wayne! wow! I thought it was literal Strawberry Hills & Fields,)
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Thank you very much Valleypoet.
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Thank you, Anna.
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Nellieanna, I always adore your company and wonderful reflections. Thank you so much my beautiful friend for stopping by!
What a poet-Master you truly are Wayne! This was so light, so vivacious, so romantic, so adorable..
just SO SO!
so enjoyed this romp through strawberry fields - feeling young - thank you!
Love the El Camino plastic diamond seats! I believe you mentioned it re; my orgasm post?
yep, ya did too! lol
sharing..
sharing
Wonderful poem. Took me back to those wonderful picnics with Arlene. In SF we always lived in walking distance from a park. thank you
A preservation of youth at its finest! I can't tell ya how much i love this one. It reminded me of memories that i forgot existed up until now. That itself is a blessing. Thanks for this!
Wow that was amazing. From the youthful imagery like the cheap wine and the fast car, to the nostalgia of a time forgotten.
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Martin, my friend. I appreciate the compliment.
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Thank you SkySlave. I appreciate the visit.
Brilliant Wayne and voted up. You really are very talented and here's to so many more hubs for us both to share on here.
Enjoy your weekend.
Eddy.
Well written and beautiful poem, Wayne. Thanks for sharing!
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Thank you Jose!
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That you dear Eddy!
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Thank you very much Mike.
This sure captured the memory and made me feel like I was the fly on the proverbial wall. A beautiful sentiment.
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Thank you Deb.
Voted up and beautiful. Enjoyed the imagery of strawberry fields and left me wanting some strawberry wine. Passing this on.
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Thank you Rasma.
Carefree and romantic! :-) Lurana
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Thank you dear Lurana.
This took me back to some pretty great days, too...well, except for the wine but it seemed to taste good back then. Everything did. Beautiful poem of youth and joy!
Wayne--excellent capture of those wonderful moments of lusty love when time just stopped and we WERE. Great movement within the images--one bit of kitchen business that kept jerking my attention to a halt when it should have been rolling forward with the lovers==the arbitrary capitals at the beginnings of many lines actually IMPEDES the enjambment you're trying to achieve. Would you consider having a second look at that?
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Alexandra, I love hearing from you. I'm sure I will be getting advice on some of these later on. Which I look forward to. Thank you so much for the kind words.
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Clark, I thank you very much for the kind words, and I also appreciate the feedback and advice, (which we honestly don't get enough of at hubpages). I am always willing to learn and refine my work, so yes, I will take into consideration your point. Thank you again. Wayne
Fun read!
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Thank you Shanmarie.
Well done! Exuberant, sensual, natural, youthful -- penned in such a way that the words and images flow easily. Very nice. Theresa
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Theresa, thank you so much for the compliments.
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